Farewell, farewell, farewell, my friends, I must be gone

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Farewell, farewell, farewell, my friends, I must be gone

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Farewell, farewell, farewell, my friends, I must be gone,
I have no home or stay with you;
I'll take my staff and travel on,
Till I a better world can view.
I'll march to Canaan's land, I'll land on Canaan's shore,
Where pleasures never end, and troubles come no more.
Farewell, farewell, farewell my loving friends, farewell.

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Farewell, farewell, farewell, dear brethren in the Lord,
To you I'm bound with cords of love
But we believe his gracious word,
We all ere long shall meet above,
I'll march to Canaan's land, I'll land on Canaan's shore,
Where pleasures never end, and troubles come no more.
Farewell, farewell, farewell my loving friends, farewell.